The spring breeze is kind, the willows are still in place, when it comes to February, the trees in the city are full of spring, the young shoots of recovery have aroused the spring outing of talented and beautiful people, and the wide West Lake is spread with a layer of golden yellow under the illumination of the sunset, and the sparkling is beautiful!

I don't know which family's daughter Sichun Sichun, or for some other reason, this year's spring seems to have come earlier. Although it has begun spring, the weather is still unusually cold, and there are poems: I don't know who cut out the thin leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

In the distance, there was a constant sound of laughter in the flower boat, and the scene was so lively......

Countless talented people on the shore looked at the flower boat in the distance, revealing a wolf-like look of longing, and when the flower boat approached, they immediately put on a personable appearance, chanted poems against each other, pointed out the country, and was not romantic; Some poor and sour talents wore newly borrowed new clothes, pretending to be a romantic gentleman, standing under the willows and shaking their heads and chanting some smug masterpieces, delusionally wondering which family's dignitaries and rich ladies took a fancy to them and ascended to the sky one step at a time.

Behind the screen on the painting boat, the daughters twisted silk scarves and half-covered the blushing peach faces, choosing their favorite people......

"Where is life not romantic, chic and dancing. The clouds gather in the morning and the clouds, and the Qingjiang River sails in the twilight. At four o'clock, flowers and plants are painted, and thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are collected on paper and ink. The years are like a song urging the evening scene, and the spring and autumn are written with a large pen. A guqin sounded faintly, accompanied by a song "Where is not the romance in life" chanted loudly, a painting boat rowed out leisurely from under the bridge, a young man in white stood on the bow of the boat with a folding fan in his hand, his long flowing hair fluttered gently in the breeze, his thin body trembled in the spacious sleeves, but his face was full of confident smiles!

The appearance of the pleasure boat is like a thousand pounds of boulders falling on the surface of a calm lake, stirring up a thousand waves, and the beauties on the shore are like iron filings that have encountered a magnet and rush to the painting boat......

"Wow, look, look, it's Bai Gongzi!"

"Wow, that's handsome!"

"Wow-it's Bai Yaowen of the Bai family in Hangzhou, Bai Gongzi!"

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"The peach blossoms fall, the peach blossoms fall, who is the fault of the twilight beauty, even if the talent is paid to the orchestra, the east wind blows through the spring shirt!" At the other end of the West Lake, a pipa sound came from a beautiful painting boat, like a cry of indescribable sorrow and resentment.

"Look, it's the Li family's painting boat."

"Li Furong from Dongsheng Middle School, I didn't expect her to come too."

"It is rumored that Li Furong covers her face with a veil on weekdays, I don't know if I can see her face today."

"If you can get into the tent and drink with it, you will have no regrets in this life!"

"Miss Li is as beautiful as a fairy, how can she look down on me and other ordinary people." , a blue-clothed scholar next to him sneered.

The talented men on the shore stretched their necks, staring at the exquisite painting boat, eager to see through the gauze tent and see the beautiful women in the tent.

………

On the banks of the West Lake Bridge

"Hey, this young lady, I see that you have clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and you are full of righteousness, can you be buried in my ancestral grave after a hundred years for the purpose of warding off evil spirits."

At the fortune-telling stall, a gentleman with big red flowers on his sideburns and dressed in a scholar's uniform made of fine silk in the south of the Yangtze River held the little hand of a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl like onion fingers, and looked directly at the face that was already red and could be blown off, and a group of wolf-like domestic servants stood behind him.

Young Master Zhang Baiyi said that he wanted to reach out and touch the girl's pretty pink face, with a lewd smile on his face, and some water stains faintly flowed from the corners of his mouth.

"Young master, young master, Miss Li of the Li family is here today!" Zhang Ergou, dressed as a house slave, ran over to Young Master Zhang while running.

"This dog minion is really a bad sight." Young Master Zhang scolded in his heart,

smiled lewdly at the woman in front of him: "Little beauty, I have something to do, son, I'll come back to you later!" As he spoke, he pinched her pretty face fiercely, and led a group of house slaves to Zhang Ergou, shouting as he walked: "Zhang Ergou, why have you been a dog slave for so long, how did the young master let you investigate!" ”

"Young master, Jiangnan Qiyan is here, Li Furong of the Li family, that little lady!" Zhang Ergou said flatteringly.

"Oh, Li Furong of the Li family? I heard that she is a handsome little beauty, hurry, take Young Master Ben to take a look. ”

"Young master, the little maid next to the little lady Li Furong is also ......very handsome," Zhang Ergou said and drooled unconsciously.

While speaking, a group of people came to the shore of West Lake and found the closest place to the Wenxiang Pavilion Flower Boat.

Looking at the shore of the West Lake, which was surrounded by people, Zhang Baiyi instructed Zhang Ergou: "Ergou, open the way." ”

Zhang Ergou got the order and kicked away a scholar in front of him who stretched his neck to look at the flower boat, and shouted loudly: "Get out of the way, Zhang Baiyi and Young Master Zhang are here." "It's very arrogant......

said that it was Master Zhang, but in fact, Zhang Baiyi was only twelve or thirteen years old, but his notoriety was notorious, and everyone respected him.

Hearing the name Zhang Baiyi, the scholars and scholars who were watching got out of the way.

Zhang Ergou swaggered in front to lead the way for Master Zhang, and a group of house slaves hugged Zhang Baiyi and walked into the crowd, causing whispers around him.

"Dog Minions"

"Hmph"

"Fox Fake Tiger Might"

"This is Young Master Zhang, who is really handsome."

"Be quiet, this is the only son of Zhang Sanjin, the richest man in Jiangnan, who is usually arrogant and domineering without learning or skill, and I don't know how many girls have ruined their innocence."

Zhang Baiyi had long been accustomed to this kind of atmosphere, "pop-", very chic opened the Spring Palace painting fan painted by Tang Baihu, a talented man in the previous dynasty, stared at the chest of the woman who looked quite good on the side and smiled lewdly, the woman's pretty face turned red, and the young master Zhang walked past him with a laugh.

When Zhang Baiyi was about to reach the lake, he tripped over something, slipped under his feet, and stumbled into the lake very chic.

"Hahaha......"

"The shaft also has today."

"Hmph~ People are doing it, the sky is watching, and finally suffered retribution."

Everyone sneered at Zhang Baiyi in the lake......

"Help~Help~~"

The landlubber Young Master Zhang gradually sank in the lake without flapping twice, and suddenly the family members of the Zhang Mansion were stunned on the shore.

"What are you all doing in a daze, hurry, go into the water to save the young master." Zhang Ergou kicked a family member in the ass and yelled with a crying voice.

"Plop, plop—" A series of diving sounds, a group of Zhang's house slaves all jumped into the water,

"Young master, you can't have anything, if you have a three-long and two-short master, you won't kill me." Zhang Ergou paced anxiously back and forth on the shore.

As soon as they got into the water, a few family members who didn't understand water sex fluttered and sank, and the remaining house slaves desperately climbed to the shore, and the water of West Lake in mid-spring was really ****** too cold.

In a hurry, Zhang Ergou took out a bag of silver and shouted: "Whoever rescues my young master's bag of silver is his." ”

Money can make ghosts grind, and it can also make people disregard their lives;

"Plop-plop-" A few big men who saw the money jumped into the water,

The house slaves who were about to go ashore also dived into the lake with red eyes......

"I thought you would like me if you laughed, but I didn't expect to lose to someone who made you cry......"

Zhang Baiyi sat on the edge of the West Lake Bridge, hung up the mobile phone that was a little hot due to the long call, and muttered in a daze as he looked at the sparkling West Lake,

Meng Xiaoli's words echoed in her mind on the phone, "You are poor, what do the local buns in the countryside know, I like him, what's wrong with him, what's wrong with him being old, but he has money, what's wrong with his wife and children, he is willing to spend money for me." What about you, what do you have? Why should I marry you without a car or a house. I'm just sitting in a BMW and crying, and I'm not going to be with you......"

"Fuck !!" Zhang Baiyi spat at the West Lake fiercely.

"Don't think about it, young man!" Suddenly, the voice of an old lady came from behind him.

Zhang Baiyi was startled, his body trembled, and he stepped on the air and fell directly into the lake. Falling in mid-air, Zhang Yi turned his head with difficulty and saw an aunt wearing a red armband standing behind him, looking at him in shock.

"Plop—"

"Hey, hey—" The aunt wearing the red armband slapped her thigh and collapsed on the ground in fright.

"Help, help—someone jumped into the lake!" The aunt screamed in a hoarse voice......

"Young master, young master, wake up." A distant voice came into Zhang Baiyi's ears.

Immediately afterwards, information belonging to Zhang Baiyi poured into Zhang Baiyi's mind like a tidal wave.

Zhang Baiyi shook his slightly heavy head, glanced around, and found himself on a large cruise ship made of Lingnan golden silk nanmu.

"Young master, you're awake!"

Zhang Baiyi's eyes were fixed on Zhang Ergou's body, and he was just about to open his mouth to ask what place this was, when he suddenly felt a liquid roar gushing out......

"Vomit—"

"Ahem, cough, cough, ......"

Zhang Baiyi spit out some filth into the lake and coughed uncontrollably,

"Young Master" Zhang Ergou was startled, and hurriedly stepped forward and patted Zhang Baiyi's back.

"Young master, I thought I would never see you again, woo~" Zhang Ergou said with a crying voice,

Zhang Ergou choked up for a while and pointed to the handsome son next to him and said, "By the way, young master, it was this Dong Gongzi who saved you." You have to thank him. ”

Zhang Baiyi stood up straight, arched his body to him, and stared at the calm lake in a daze.

Dong Xiaoqian frowned......

"You are so rude, my family is small, and your son was kind enough to save your life, but you didn't even mention a word of thanks. Seeing that you are also a scholar, it is really insulting to the dignity of a scholar......" The attendant dressed in men's clothes next to Dong Xiaoqian pointed at Zhang Baiyi and shouted.

"Where is this? How did I end up here? Didn't I fall into the lake? How could it appear in this place......" Zhang Baiyi's heart was flooded with earth-shattering waves at this time, where did she still have the heart to thank that Dong Gongzi, and even ignored the questions of the attendants beside her.

"My young master doesn't know a single word, so he is not a scholar, how can he insult the dignity of a scholar, and he dresses like this just to tease other ladies." Zhang Ergou muttered quietly in the back.

The more Xiaolan talked, the more angry she became, Zhang Baiyi still ignored herself,

"How can it be?"

Xiaolan wanted to step forward and push Zhang Baiyi, the white-eyed wolf.